duck-shaped pain

6 November 2002
Depressing things all around.

Sorry for the emptiness of this space the last few days. I have my reasons, and I bet you can all guess what they are. You might be saying, "I bet school is hectic! And what about that job?"

What about that job, indeed. I have some mildly good news. I probably won't be fired, in the sense of being called in to some tense, weepy meeting, being given an hour to clean out my desk, and being escorted to the door by armed security guards. Being kept on is only a technicality: it doesn't ensure that I'll be given any hours, so in that sense, I might as well be fired. The way people get let go where I work is that The Employer decides that there isn't any work for someone to do, and he tells them to not come in or take some time off, and then he never calls them back. It's one of the most passive-aggressive business practices I've ever seen. I fear that this will be my fate: being let go not with a bang, but with a whimper.

The deadline to get all the various odds and ends of our dying project due is November 27th, duly noted on the big calendar at work with a crudely-drawn skull and crossbones where the crossbones look like forks or brooms. I have plenty of work to do before then, and am trying to get in as many hours as I can, so that I can actually buy Christmas presents and books for next semester and the like. And I'm looking for some temporary crappy job to hold me over, just in case, until I hear about some of the real jobs that I've applied for. Which means less time to write -- so you have been warned.


The election was so depressing that I do not know what to begin to say about it. This seems appropriate. My state completely failed to distinguish itself in any way, as usual, and had its usual slate of idiots running for office and bad-idea ballot initiatives. We somehow re-elected a governor who cannot even pronounce the name of our state correctly.

My own personal big voting excitement was getting to use one of my county's new touchscreen voting machines, which felt more like using an ATM than performing a civic duty. I got a special sticker for doing so, though, which you don't get at the ATM.

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